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Yearly Archive for 2008

: 2008

Sometime I want to find this one hillside in Montana. Too bad I didn’t write down where it was or even have any sense of how to find it again. It was just one of those moments in life that you drive past. You like it when you see it and yet you know you won’t bother to record it. I did record it as a visual memory in my mind. But I didn’t record it on a map. We were driving through the state – amazed at the name “big sky” (because it’s absolutely, fantastically true about Montana). And that’s when I saw it. This golden hillside with a lone gray shack. In that moment I thought it was one of the most beautiful things I’d ever seen. The hill looked like gold fibers. And the shack was perfectly lonely. It was isolated and desolate, but this sense of warmth filled me. It was such a weird thing. …

Last night, Bryant played in his first official game of the season. 10-10 tie. Bryant had a really nice hit in which 2 players came into home. He also pitched well and had a great play to end an inning when he threw someone out at first. (The kids are taking turns pitching so he only pitched one inning. He also took turns at 2nd base, 1st base, LF, and CF.) I was really happy for him. He did well. …

Is that message for real when it shows up on your computer? We have a desktop computer that keeps showing that message anytime I try to use a website that requires a log-in. I just want to ignore it and “continue on to the site” even though this warning message “doesn’t recommend it”. At the same time, I’m afraaaaaid… …

Friday night we went out with a friend to “Bill’s Bodacious BBQ”. That place has excellent pecan pie. Afterwards we went to some batting cages. It was a fun night together. Claire hit in a batting cage for the first time ever. It was cool. She was scared at first but soon stood in the box without flinching. We had the setting on “baseball”, not “softball” so the ball came at her pretty quickly and low – not much arc like the softball setting. Anyway, the kids both hit and liked it a lot. …

The kids like it when the Beast Dad wrestles with them. I see a cross between glee and mild panic on the kids’ faces the moment he grabs them. My husband grabbed Bryant yesterday and held him down. Bryant started fake-screaming: “Claire! Claire! Help me! Dad’s squashing me!” Claire likes being called on to “save” her brother, so she came running of course. Bryant escalated his pleas: “Claire! Attack Dad! I can’t breathe!” But instead of pouncing on her dad like she normally does, trying with all her might to get him to budge, Claire got down on the ground right by Bryant’s face and said with all seriousness: “Don’t worry, Bryant. Just breathe deep. Inhale. Outhale. Inhale. Outhale.” …

Baseball season started for Bryant. He played his first scrimmage game last Friday. It was interesting watching the boys play. I could tell they were nervous. The boys are pitching to one another for the whole game now. Coaches don’t come in to take over. (I think I’d be nervous too if I one of those kids whipped a hard ball at me. 🙂 …

I had a nice weekend with my friend, Chris. We just hung out. Nothing complicated, nothing fancy. Just catch-up time. It’s always good to be with a friend like that where you can freely talk about life. Chris makes me laugh. Even when we go off about stuff that should only make us scowl, she still makes me laugh. This is an admirable talent. …

I have to clean the house today. I have a friend visiting this weekend. I do particular things to the house before visitors arrive. I clean the bathrooms for sure. I vacuum once the kids have picked up their rooms, and I dust off most of our pictures. I clear off my desk. I make our bed. I throw away old food. I empty trash cans and sweep the kitchen floor. I put away all the miscellaneous shoes. I usually try to have the laundry done so I don’t have to bother with it right away. And I hide the nasty mouse traps. I also spraypaint the grass from where my spaceship lands and takes off. I stow it away in the shed. I Windex the alien goo from the windows and I wipe down the microwave. Once a friend came over early while I was still stowing away my communication satellite. That was awkward. …

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